Category: Photography

The Word of the Week is . . .

Discovery seems to be the Word of the Week.

First, photoblogger consistentrelent gave RIMH its 1,000th like!

1k Likes

Then I decided to take the plunge and join my first MOOC: Irish Lives in War and Revolution. After listening to NPR review MOOCs and doing a little independent research, I hit upon this course thanks to OpenCulture. Seriously, if you’re not following them on Twitter, you should be. I find something worth reading, saving, and sharing several times a week.

Speaking of Twitter, another good Twitter account is Bibliophilia. I find myself saving their shared images daily. Images like this one:

Muses

Oh, and speaking of images, I’ve been taking WordPress’ Photography 101 course and found it extremely inspirational. I’ve discovered that I can, indeed, take and edit good pictures with my iPhone 4s (I highly recommend the Afterlight app). I’ve also discovered some apps to manually adjust the ISO and shutter speed and some tips on taking iPhone photos with a telescope; given the time change – is that today? It is! – I’m going to attempt some “morning moon” pictures this coming Thursday or Friday. Stay tuned! In the meantime, here’s a gallery to get you caught up:

Day 1: Home
Day 3: Water
Day 4: Bliss

Was I talking about apps earlier? I think I was. Another good app I discovered this week is InstaQuote (thanks, Gus Sanchez!). I had some iTunes money left from Christmas, so I went ahead to bought the full package. The app lets me do things like this:

FM Quote 1
Bonus Points if you know where it comes from 🙂

Look for a weekly feature to being next week highlighting a quote or random text from a book I’m currently reading or a song lyric that’s been stuck in my head. Want to know what I’m reading? Check out the bottom widgets! Want to know what I’m listening to? Sometimes I share it on Twitter!

And then there’s that moment when an author you follow on Twitter retweets you.

Twice!

Amanda Palmer Retweeted Me

With so much going on this week, I’m certain I forgot something.

Look for an update if I remember anything!

End of Season

Day Five: Solitary

A natural introvert, I find solitude both refreshing and inspirational. It’s one of the reasons I come to work early: to enjoy some time in my classroom before my students arrive. I took this photograph when I arrived this morning:

 

Empty Valleyball Court

The cold winds of winter blow across the empty field
  where we once practiced: where we refused to yield
    to oncoming storms, driven inside only when
      the dying light overcame our fortitude. 

The grass has grown longer & the lines worn away;  
  the court now sits empty awaiting the day
    when the sun will shine & the team will return, 
      but for now, the ball sits alone:

                     in solitude.

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Cup Runneth Over

Day Four: Bliss

With each photography prompt I find myself pondering what things mean to people rather than their dictionary definitions.

The last few days had me considering home, street, and water.

Today’s assignment was far easier:

Bliss Definition

I’m well aware of the irony in using a dictionary definition considering what I just said.

Bliss. Definitely not a simple word.

Some say that ignorance is bliss, or that bliss is a state of mind.

Google claims I can find bliss in cupcakes.

Now, I’ve had some good cupcakes, but not that good.

So what brings me perfect happiness or great joy?

Being with my wife.

But since both she and I are quite particular about sharing personal information – especially images – you’ll just have to settle for the second-most blissful thing in my life.

Or rather, a collection of things:

Bliss
Coffee and Books = Instant Gratification
Moxie = Future Gratification

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Won’t Run in the Wash

Day Three: Water (Horizontal) 
Water, water, every where, 
 And all the boards did shrink; 
Water, water, every where, 
 Nor any drop to drink.

Or so said Samuel Taylor Coleridge in Rime of the Ancient Mariner.

Here , we’ve had a bit more water than we want . . . and they’re predicting more.

Today, though, is a different story.

Today is nearly perfect.

Riverside Horizontal

 

 

Riverside Vertical

Looking back, I’m not really sure where the title of this post came from.

I’m too lazy to think of another; we’re going with it.

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Street View

Day Two: Street

Let’s play some word association:

Street Sign 1

If you’re like me, you immediately thought of a song:

Where The Streets Have No Name

Our House

Sunset Boulevard

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Maybe street conjures images of your childhood: learning to ride a bike, playing ball, mowing grass, raking leaves, shoveling snow.

Street brings to mind my first real job: working at our local animal shelter; it’s the job that helped me love running.

Down our 2/10 mile unpaved driveway.

Well, it was unpaved. Paved previously yet at that point cracked into near oblivion, it has since been repaved. But when I ran that stretch it was one huge undulating mass of broken asphalt and dirt.

Onto the paved road for 3/4 of a mile or so – avoiding the trucks and tractors and cars that seemed to veer closer to the edge of the road as they neared me. As bad as it was in summer, it was worse in the winter.

Turn onto the tar-and-chip road for another half-mile, passing the old Woolworth Mansion, run-down hay barns, and the old state bridge with its metal marker still visible in the abutment.

That was then.

Ten years later and six hundred miles away, I have a slightly – but not much – different view:

Street View

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Feels Like Home

Day One: Home

Home: such a simple word belying vast emotional complexity.

What is home?

Home is where you are
                  belong
                  can be yourself
                  drop your anchor
                  expect to find it
                  feel safe and loved
                  hang your hat
                  lay your head
              you're happy
Home is where the heart is

What is home to me? I think of home and I think of

hot pancakes on cold winter mornings
books hoarded in every nook and cranny
cat in my lap
coffee in my cup
music on the radio

But it’s not. At least, not necessarily.

Like Sheldon on Big Bang Theory, I have My Spot:

My Spot 1

My Spot is Home.

With cat and coffee and books and music and yes, with pancakes.

Pancakes

Just don’t leave them unattended around the cat.

Pictured are my house-famous crunchy peanut butter, strawberry rhubarb jam, Nutella, maple syrup, and butter pancakes. Yeah, they’re that good!

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